Venerable Xuanqing

Venerable Xuanqing

After arriving at the small hilltop belonging to Zhang Weiyun, Xu Fan looked around.

The senior brother from the Construction Hall had already finished his work and left, leaving a standard small courtyard built and ready.

If this construction speed were placed in my past life, he would look like the richest man in a split second, Xu Fan thought in amazement.

The total time spent completely building this small courtyard took three hours—the exact three hours Zhang Weiyun had spent crying.

"Husband, you bullied me."

A figure flashed quickly past Xu Fan. Seeing that she was about to crash right into that big tree, Xu Fan reached out and swiftly pointed out a trace of spiritual light, forming a soft protective shield around Zhang Weiyun.

A trace of hard-to-detect disappointment flashed across Zhang Weiyun's eyes.

He doesn't even know to hug me.

"Bang!"

The protective shield collided with the big tree, and its softness cushioned Zhang Weiyun's momentum.

Xu Fan looked around and found that the space here was much larger than his own small hilltop.

"Weiyun, with such a large piece of land, what would you like to plant?"

"Let's plant flowers, the kind that are both pretty and fragrant," Zhang Weiyun said happily.

"Then let's plant purple cloud flowers. Their blooming period is long, you can gather purple cloud dew during their growth phase, and after they mature, you can even gather flower nectar to sell for spirit stones," Xu Fan thought for a moment and said. This was something he had wanted to plant before, but later he figured that having his own hilltop filled entirely with purple cloud flowers didn't quite match his temperament.

A man matching purple flowers—just thinking about it felt awkward.

"Alright." Zhang Weiyun narrowed her small eyes.

"Prepare the flower seeds yourself, and I'll help you plant them when the time comes."

"Did your dad give you spirit stones when you came?" Xu Fan asked.

Anyway, he didn't have many spirit stones on him right now.

"Mhm, he gave me one hundred spirit stones. I'll go buy flower seeds tomorrow."

Afterwards, after leading Zhang Weiyun around for a tour, Xu Fan returned to his own hilltop amidst her reluctant gaze. By this time, it was already evening.

Xu Fan sat in his small courtyard, looking up at the full sky of twinkling stars, and began to daze, god knows what he was thinking about.

Right at that moment, a dark cyan light burst forth across the sky.

A Xuanqing Divine Bird appeared in the heavens, and standing on the bird's back was a beautiful woman draped in a dark cyan long dress. Her three thousand strands of dark cyan hair cascaded down, possessing a peerless and devastatingly gorgeous beauty.

As Xu Fan watched the direction the Xuanqing Divine Bird was flying, he slowly began to feel that something was amiss.

Crap, this direction isn't coming for me, is it?

Xu Fan, who had been lounging lazily in his recliner, instantly perked up. Watching the Xuanqing Divine Bird, he began to grow nervous, his expression holding a mix of resistance and anticipation.

Could it be that someone possessing a system like me is destined to be extraordinary?

According to Xu Fan's way of thinking, this big shot might have seen through his extraordinariness and wanted to take him in as a disciple.

A beautiful master—just thinking about it was thrilling.

In the depths of his mind, Xu Fan had already started pondering what he should do if he rejected this mighty figure and was forced into it.

At that moment, a ethereal voice echoed across the entire Outer Mountain Range.

"Welcome, Venerable Xuanqing, to the Heavenly Gate Sect."

"I wonder what brings the Venerable to visit."

For some reason, Xu Fan detected a hint of helplessness within that voice, which sounded just like the grand Dao murmuring.

"I am here to find my disciple," a cold and aloof voice rang out.

"Oh? The Venerable's disciple is within my Heavenly Gate Sect?"

"Correct."

Just when Xu Fan thought it was time for him to make his grand entrance, he saw an orchid carrying Zhang Weiyun—who still looked completely blank and was eating melon seeds while watching the show—fly toward the direction of Venerable Xuanqing's divine sense.

"The Heavenly Fortune Spirit Body. Little girl, how would you like to become the senior disciple under my sect?" Venerable Xuanqing said kindly to Zhang Weiyun.

"I-I..."

"I don't know," Zhang Weiyun said blankly.

Xu Fan, who was still watching the show, spat out a mouthful of old blood that flew eight meters away.

Crap, this is a great opportunity! Hurry up and agree! Xu Fan started getting anxious for Zhang Weiyun.

A handsome middle-aged man wearing a white robe appeared in the sky, looking at Venerable Xuanqing with some helplessness.

"Venerable, you aren't here to snatch people away from my Heavenly Gate Sect, are you?"

"The Heavenly Fortune Spirit Body, although she is one who bears great fortune, is still not enough to warrant such high regard from the Venerable," the middle-aged man said.

"She is fated with me."

"Consider that I, Xuanqing, owe your Heavenly Gate Sect a favor," Venerable Xuanqing said indifferently.

The middle-aged man glanced at the outer sect area, and sensing countless divine senses paying attention from the inner sect, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if the Venerable is noble as a Mahayana Stage expert, you shouldn't come to my Heavenly Gate Sect to forcibly take a disciple."

"Is my favor as Xuanqing worthless?" Venerable Xuanqing frowned, a trace of faint aura radiating outward.

The middle-aged man instantly felt as if a giant mountain were pressing down upon his body, nearly causing him to lose his footing in midair.

"No, it is my sect's honor for the Venerable to accept disciples within the Heavenly Gate Sect."

"But if the female disciple of my sect does not consent, then I ask the Venerable not to force someone against their will."

"Very well."

Venerable Xuanqing looked toward Zhang Weiyun.

"Are you willing to become the senior disciple under my sect? I happen to have a cultivation method here that suits your Heavenly Fortune Spirit Body."

"Ascending to the Immortal World will only be a matter of time."

Upon hearing Venerable Xuanqing's words, Zhang Weiyun thought for a moment, then shouted toward Xu Fan's hilltop at the top of her lungs.

"Husband, what do you think I should do?"

In an instant, Xu Fan became the most dazzling figure in the entire arena.

Enduring the gazes of two mighty figures, Xu Fan calmly said, "This is your great opportunity. I feel you should agree to her."

Behind his forced calmness, Xu Fan kept chanting in his heart.

I have a system; I will definitely become stronger than all of you in the future, and all of you will just be younger brothers then.

Hearing Xu Fan's words, Zhang Weiyun asked, "Will I still be able to see my husband in the future?"

"You can," Venerable Xuanqing nodded and said. She did not practice the Emotionless Dao and would not arbitrarily interfere with her future disciple's personal matters. Besides, someone with the Heavenly Fortune Spirit Body was naturally one who bore great fortune; her husband would surely be extraordinary in the future.

"I am willing to become the Venerable's disciple," Zhang Weiyun immediately bowed and said.

"Then I congratulate the Venerable on happily acquiring a fine disciple."

The middle-aged man cast a deep glance at Xu Fan, and after speaking to Venerable Xuanqing, his figure slowly faded and vanished into the sky.

"Since you have become my senior disciple, come away with me now."

Venerable Xuanqing guided Zhang Weiyun onto the back of the Xuanqing Divine Bird, and giving Zhang Weiyun no room to speak, the figures of the two people and the divine bird vanished into the clouds.

Everything returned to peace once again.

Just like that, the wife I just recognized is gone?

Well, it's fine. At least rejecting her in the future won't be awkward.

Xu Fan collapsed back into his recliner once more.

The upper limit of power in this world is just too high; everywhere you look, there are mighty venerables and the like.

Just how long will I have to lay low before I can strut around freely?

Thinking this, Xu Fan pulled out the jade slips recording the Five Elements Sutra cultivation method and began reading through them.

In Xu Fan's view, the merit of a cultivation method in the path of immortality boiled down to just a few aspects.

Raising the upper limit of the Dantian's capacity for spiritual power, the quality of absorbed spiritual power, strengthening the upper limit of the spirit, and whether there were any side effects.

Along with a few other techniques that strengthened the soul and physical body.

"This Five Elements Sutra is truly too stable; it doesn't have a single unique feature."

"It's so hard to even want to enhance this thing."

Xu Fan had always wanted to create an enhanced version of the Five Elements Sutra. The Five Elements Sutra he was currently practicing truly seemed far too weak to him.

End of this chapter